Sometimes we often forget why we got into riding in the first place. For people that have been doing for years on out, when you ask them why they ride, they’ll give you a varied response with statements that include, freedom, exciting, exhilarating and more importantly, fun. I caught up with a few men who have a mix of riding experience that shared why they ride.
Chris C. of Placentia Ca.
“I just accelerated on my Ducati like a ball shot out of a cannon…felt the centrifugal force as I squeezed my knees tight all while pushing out on that handle into a heart pounding tilt, twisting the throttle deeper into a perfect exit…drove past a Masserati who noticed MY vehicle first and smiled all while giving me the thumbs up…gave the “right on” sign five times to other riders, including the Harley’s, the R1, the Ninja and yes, the Triumph too…eventually hitting the gas station and refilling the tank. $12.37 total the pump says I owe for the week. Sick !!!”
Art A. of Costa Mesa, Ca.
“Motorcycles has been the better part of my life ever since I have been 4 or 5. My family would go camping everywhere in California and Baja. What would be a part of these trips would be some offroad vehicle of some kind, but for sure there would always be a motorcycle, so you could say I grew up around them.
My fondest memories are going for a ride with my dad, being put on the tank of his Kawasaki 350 Bighorn and shooting across the desert or mountains. Riding Honda Z50 trail bikes, then Honda XR75, but by far the fondest memory I have is that one Christmas Eve night when our family returned home from my grandparents house after opening presents and being with family. I was getting ready for bed and I didn’t notice that my dad had disappeared, I heard him call out for me and I went to the living room where I had heard him I called out to tell him I was on my way I hear him say “Santa left something here at the side door for you!” When I came into the living room my jaw dropped to the floor in a way that I will never forget and my mom and dad saw this in me. There in the living room was a motorcycle. A BRAND NEW shinny KAWASAKI KD100 with a tag on it that read “TO: Artie FROM: Santa “You were a very good boy this year, have fun.”
This was the most unbelievable this to ever happen to me. I was so excited that I pushed that bike right outside looked at my dad and mom, dad nodded ( he knew what I wanted to do, just like the seen out of The Christmas Story), came over and was showing me how to start it, let it warm up, then with me looking back he tells me with his hands “Go, go”, off I go up and down the block like at 2am in the morning, with mom kind of freaking out Its to late to do this.
Why do I ride motorcycles, well because it brings a family together with adventures no matter how big or small, also with Santa giving me my first motorcycle (that’s right, I still believe) I had my first sense of freedom that allowed me to venture off away from my parents when we went on camping trips. It was freedom.”
Eric Y. of Laguna Niguel, Ca.
Man, machine, road, connection!
Randy P. of Yuma, Az.
“2008 Yamaha R6 I love taking the bike out for a spin, whether it’s a short ride around the block or a trip out to town. I love the speed and the thrill of riding a motorcycle. Its definitely a lot more exciting compared to driving a car. I use it to commute to work and it’s cheaper on gas.”
What ever your reason for riding, whether it’s because Santa gave you your first bike or you use it to commute with, always remember why you do it, that way you never lose the passion for motorcycles, no matter where you are in life, young, old, unemployed or the CEO, keep riding.